the one that left

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By little_irish_rose •

So what if I really don't know you, it doesn't really mean alot.... When ever I'm around, my stomach becomes a knot.... Your kiss was so refreshing, so sweet and full of kindness... Your arm around my shoulder, cured me of my blindness.... And now that you are gone, I miss you with a passion.... I always count the seconds, that keep passin.... Because every second you are gone, I miss you even more... Please come back and kiss my pain, because without you I am sore... And no I do not love you, but I like you all in all... Without you there is no one, to catch me before I fall... And now you are so far away, and now I cut my pain away... I miss you, you were the sweetest friend... I just hope that this isn't the end... I hope that I can see you, and feel your kiss one more time... And one more sweetened second, I can once again call you mine...

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August 26, 2005 04:33little_irish_rose

this poem isn't about a boyfriend of mine... it's about a really close friend i had that had to move back to florida two days ago.... but i miss him soooooo much....